Ziam oneshots ✔️

Pretty in pink

Liam was still upstairs when Zayn finished making breakfast for the two. He sat, sipping some tea, waiting patiently on little Bambi. He really didn't make plans for them today nor did he want to. Didn't think he really had to. Them being alone could be quite interesting. He perked up when he heard someone stubble down the stairs, seeing it being little Liam.

"Little Bambi." Zayn says, smirking a bit.

"How was the bath?" Zayn stands, setting a plate where Liam sat.

He smiled. Trying to act as if nothing happened. Like he didn't just see his brother's dick, and how he wouldn't mind having it up his-

"Liam?" Zayn asks.

Liam looked up from his plate, looking directly at Zayn.

"I-it was great. Thank you." Zayn smiles wide, and returns to his seat.

"That's good." There was an uncomfortable silence. Zayn glanced over at little Liam to find a look of hesitation written on his face. Zayn shrugged, and picked up his now empty plate. He placed it in the sink before turning to Liam.

"I'll just be in living room if you need anything, yeah?" Zayn says, before turning to walk out. He could hear a faint 'okay' come from Liam's lips.

Zayn flopped himself on the couch wondering what exactly they're going to do today. His father never said a specific time that they'd be back, and he was kind of irritated.

He sighed and grabbed the t.v. remote, turning to a random show. Zayn rested his head against the back of the couch.

He felt the couch dip in beside him signaling someone had sat down. That someone being little Liam. He felt little finger tips tap his shoulder.

"Zayn?" Liam whispered. Zayn only chuckled.

"Yes, little one?" He asked, still not opening his eyes.

"Can you teach me now?" He said ever so slightly. Zayb was about to ask what he was talking about, but realization washed over him.

"Since dad's not home and probably won't be home. I mean, if you changed your mind, then that's cool too. I just thought it would be-"

"Liam." Zayn looks over at Liam, who now has a frown upon his face. Liam looks at him so innocently, it's just kills Zayn. Zayn takes a deep breath, and finally answers.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Zayn asks. He looks at Liam for answer. He only bites his lip, nodding frantically. Zayn moves to place himself directly in front of Liam.

Zayn now notices that he only has a big t-shirt on, and underneath?

Fucking panties.

Zayn takes a deep breath, and moves Liam to be in the right position.

"Are you ready, Liam?" Liam nods, biting down on his lip.
"Okay. Just do what you think feels right, okay?" Zayn cannot believe he's actually fucking doing this.

Zayn slowly begins to lean forward, looking at Liam's cherry lips.

Fuck those lips.

Zayn licks his lips, and motions Liam to lean a bit forward as well. When Zayn finally closes the space between them, he can hear Liam gasp a little.

Zayn slowly starts to move his lips against Liam's. Liam doesn't move for a second then he starts moving his lips along with Zayn's, their lips in sync with each other.

Zayn couldn't help, but to deepen the kiss, licking at Liam's bottom lip for entrance, but poor little Bambi didn't know what it meant, so Zayn just pushed his tongue in earning a little muffled groan from Liam.  Without realizing it, Zayn's hand made it onto Liam's silky thigh.

Liam made a sound unrecognized to him.

"...Zayn." Little Bambi says, his voice raspy.

"Yeah?" Zayn asks, afraid he to took it too far.

"Your hand." Liam says, looking down. Zayn looks confused for a moment, but then looks at his hand that was on Liam's thigh. Zayn quickly retrieves his hand.

"Did I take it too far?" Zayn asks, concerned. Liam shakes his head slowly, cheeks turning a bit red.

"I-it's just no one has ever touched me like that, and well it-it felt nice." Liam mumbles, looking down. Zayn doesn't say anything, but rests his hand back on Liam's thigh. He slowly moves it upward, seeing Liam bite his lip.

"No ones ever touched you, Princess?" Zayn moves his hand, making Liam's shirt raise with it.

"N-no." Liam squeaks.

Zayn's hand makes its way to Liam's waist, and that's when Zayn takes notices the pink pastel panties Liam was wearing. He rubs his thumb over the silky materiel.

"Jesus fucking Christ." Zayn says. He looks back up to find a very flustered Liam.

"So pretty in pink, darling."
Zayn leans forward to capture Liam's lips once again. This time the kiss was more eager and more sloppier. Their teeth clinking together, and bodies getting closer.

Zayn had finally pulled away earning a trail of saliva from Liam's upper lip to Zayn's bottom, and if it's not the hottest thing Zayn's ever seen.

"I-" but before Liam could form a sentence, the door swung open to reveal Ruth, and Troy following in behind.

Liam scooted away from Zayn a bit, not wanting to be caught. Zayn leaned over and whispered in Liam's ear.

"We'll finish this tomorrow, Princess."